[White Gold tower, wrapped in innumerable vines and surrounded by hundreds of Argonians]

[In the sky above, dragons made of crystal shed refracted rainbows of light]

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“Sometimes the only argument left is a blade.”

This seemed to trouble the Khajiit. “Do you think this will work?” he asked finally. “No one has ever done it before.”

Xixzith looked down at his homunculus. “Then it’s high time we started, don’t you think?”

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